Space Champagne

[Verse 1]
I hate the monkey
Staring at me
I’m gonna throw up
A bomb aboard a spaceship

I grin at them
But I’m still the number one
I’m gonna throw up
On the way, sank ship

[Pre-Chorus]
Yes sir!
The hamster
Will break the bolts off!
Break the bolts off!

[Chorus]
Why, there is a one
In my wine
There is no wine
So I

Burn
Burn the monkey burn
Burn monkey die
‘Cause now someone that shines

Burn with you
So I guess I’m like the stars

[Verse 2]
I hate the monkey
Staring at me
I’m gonna throw up
A bomb aboard a spaceship

I grin at them
But I’m still the numbеr one
I’m gonna throw up
On the way, sank ship

[Pre-Chorus]
Yes sir!
Thе hamster!
Will break the bolts off!
Break the bolts off!

[Chorus]
And we will die
Having the wine
Then we all dance
Then when you said it I
Said I’d

Burn
Burn the monkey burn
Burn monkey die
I’m now someone that really shines

Ohhhh-ohhh-ohh
Ohhhh-ohhh-ohh
I’ve finally got something really good
Don’t tell me that I’m wrong or right
(Right, or wrong)

[Bridge]
Five, powers of wine
And still ask you
Four, powers of beer
But then you’ll get
Three, sips of champagne
He’s got a tat-
Too, and two seconds left
And then there’s still number
One, one second chance
To keep me away

Oh no, you had your chance
But no, Whoah!
And I find myself
And I find you praying on the words
That I don’t need no use in hell

(José, José this person is scary
He’s trying to say ungodly- They gave a note signed
“Oh by the way I’m not quite sure about your little friends
But the monkey was a scourge on the party
My teammate seems very excited
But I need, it’s like he sees the son of a fucking prince
Promise, make sure the monkey’s wearing makeup
She’s screaming, order comes back in, don’t be alive
Now it’s too weak and so is the monkey
Get used to it, albino, my coat, hat and
Why the fuck are you bringing one?
Are you drunk, or what?”)

[Outro]
It’s space champagne
Ah, ah
Champagne
Ah, gimme, ah, gimme
Gimme some champagne

I’m waiting for the champagne
I really need some champagne
Give me some champagne
Pain, pain

Pain
I wait for the champagne
You give me some, some, some, some
Champagne